Hi, I don't think we've ever interacted before, but I just wanted to say that your blog was one of the ones I browsed anonymously back in 2022, before I signed up to tumblr, while I was still in the process of realizing Byler might actually be endgame and it was safe to have hope for once. :p
Your Byler ficlets were among my favourites, and I'm glad to know you're back and still writing the occasional ficlet. :)
hi! this might just be the sweetest message i have ever received, i'm just sitting here smiling so big right now. so thank you for that! and i'm happy to hear that you liked my fics back in the day (i say this as if it wasn't less than a year or so ago), that truly means a lot! also, scrolled through your blog and just got to say that your art is so cool! i've seen it pop up on my dash a few times before and thought the same thing then. again, thank you! :)
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i still wonder what the turning point will be for buck and eddie, respectively, regarding confessing about the true depths of their feelings for each other. and i'm not talking about moments of realizations here, because we have eddie who most likely had his oh moment all the way back when he got shot and buck will undoubtedly have his own oh moment sooner rather than later now that he consciously knows that he likes men too. so unless buck's moment happens as a response to eddie telling him that he loves him or because they're in a situation where the stakes are so high that they think they might both die, i'm going to assume that there will be at least a period of time where they both are aware of their own feelings about the other but have little to no idea that it's reciprocated so they're left to pine and yearn and long from a distance and if that's the case, then what will the turning point be. when will one or both of them just throw caution to the wind and confess.
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“everyone is going to hate it” someone will love it. someone will reach out to you and tell you it changed their life. someone will hold it close and treasure it forever in a way you can’t even understand. keep going
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let’s settle this shit but do NOT reblog if you’re gonna be modest about it like a little BITCH. anyway privilege check tell me which ones apply to you: hot, funny, can dance, can do math, can spell, can drive, can cook
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oooh for the sentences game: bucktommy + "You can stay the night, you know, if you want to."
"You can stay the night," Buck breathes out, tilting his head just so to give Tommy access to his neck. The man is clearly on a mission and who is Buck to deny him that. Besides, the light scratch of Tommy's stubble against his sensitive skin felt amazing, and it makes Buck wonder for the umpteenth time how he could ever live without it before. "You know, if- if you want to."
Tommy pauses then, mouth hovering just above Buck's pulse point. He hums quietly before pressing a quick kiss into Buck's skin. Then he leans back and just... looks at Buck.
"I-I mean, we're both off duty tomorrow, right," Buck says, words rushing out to fill the silence between them. "And- and it's already late, so I thought maybe- but you obviously don't have to-"
"Evan."
Tommy's voice is gentle as it cuts him off, his gaze softening into something that Buck can't quite describe. It does something to his inside, though; a low, steady humming spreading throughout his body, something entirely different from the fast, hot thrumming that's been buzzing beneath his skin for the past hour or so. Buck almost feels dizzy with it.
"Yeah?"
"You know you don't have to convince me, right?"
"I just-" Buck swallows, his hand flexing involuntary where it rests on Tommy's waist, the feeling of his naked skin against Buck's palm calming and exhilarating all at the same time. "I didn't want to assume."
"Yeah, I figured." Tommy's mouth curves up into a smile then, a small and private thing, as his hand smoothes over Buck's shoulder. His eyes flitters over Buck's face before falling to his neck. Carefully, he presses his fingertips into the tender skin there, the same bruised spot his mouth had occupied mere moments before. "But-"
"What?" Buck exhales shakily, feeling like his entire body is set alight. Tommy drags his eyes away from his neck, then, his gaze heavy as it locks with Buck's. He uses his hand to pull Buck closer and presses a kiss to his lips.
"But," he murmurs, his breath hot against Buck's mouth, "you can assume."
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the thing that gets me about buck and tommy is that they just genuinely like each other to the point where they can't help but a be a little bit nervous about it in the best kind of way and we see it in buck a lot because this is his first time he's conciously experiencing feeling this type of way about another man in general and about tommy specifically but we see it in tommy too both just before and after the kiss and then again at the café and it's just. it gets to me right because we get to see these two men who have both been searching and longing for something maybe their entire lives and somehow they ended up finding it in each other and it's new and they don't know where it'll take them or how long it will last but they like each other enough to at least give it a try and they're both so soft and tender and hopeful about it that it makes me believe in love again
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okay but buck in that velvet suit jacket and eddie in that black turtleneck going on a little poker date and then spending the entire night attached to the hip and looking at each other with unimaginable amounts of fondness and i'm supposed to believe they didn't make out for hours and hours afterwards truly the most unrealistic thing 911 has ever done
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